Home Is Where the Heart Is

I never thought that I would enjoy getting up early on the weekends. Saturday mornings meant sleeping late to be ready for a weekend of oblivion. Now, I get up, excited to start my day and see the people I have grown to love and care about in my home group. Our meeting starts at 9 a.m. and many people get there early to schmooze. Walking in, everyone is welcomed by the greeters with hugs and smiling hellos.